A letter left on the case
If you are reading this
He gave me one flower when I was five. I spent a life failing to put it down. I came back able to be more than one woman, and I used that gift the only way I know how.
This conservatory is not on any map of Monroe. The rose under glass is the first honest thing I own. Tend it. Read what I left. Meet the faces. They are all me.
I have never stopped.
Sarah Maria